Propaganda Dream Sequence Lyrics

I see glorious mountains.
Flowing rivers, royal blue.
I see growing forests.
Branches divide, reaching out.
Connection established. Is this just, a dream?

Crushing meadows, overwhelming.
Shadows lurk amongst the trees.
Moving pictures, impending frame.
Flashing images, instinctive drain.

Connection established. Is this just, a dream?

The machine has changed.
All just rearranged.

The machine has changed.
All just rearranged.
Flick back to the first page.
These precious moments are sealed like the ink on the pages of time.
Here comes the storm.
Fly away from the falling rain, go search for the light.
What will die will be reborn.

Configuring Mass.
Configuring Life.

Slain and slaughtered but yet, still standing.
In the lamb of God we are reset.
Come witness the fall of Adam with sides flowing out water until sunset.
And we wait for...
atonement!

(In Christ's thorn)
(With Christ's thorn)

(In Christ's thorn)
(With Christ's thorn)

In Christ's thorn, we are reborn.
With Christ's thorn, we're left forlorn.

In Christ's thorn, we are reborn.
With Christ's thorn, we're left forlorn.